Yang Gan waved his horse, and a large number of soldiers appeared from the bunkers on both sides, some holding bows, some holding crossbows, and even some holding javelins.

These soldiers with bows were aiming at some ordinary Ding Ling tribesmen, while those with crossbows were aiming at mounts, and everyone knew this.

At close range, the most destructive weapon is the javelin. It is up to the soldiers holding the javelin to judge which of the cavalry is the leading cavalry and kill them first.

The moment they saw the ambush, the Ding Ling clan members immediately became confused. Their horses stampeded impatiently on the spot, obviously in a panic.

The leading old man was experienced in many battles when he was young, so he immediately made a choice and roared.

"Charge forward, kill the guy in front, charge~~~!"

After having the backbone, everyone immediately rushed towards Yang Qian.

When Yang Qian waved the horse spear twice in succession, the arrows and javelin tilted down as if they were free of charge.

A large number of Ding Ling people were shot, but bows and arrows were not bullets after all, and the kinetic energy was offset by the penetrating force. Many people had several feather arrows stuck in their bodies, and they were still riding on war horses, running desperately.

Yang Gan shook his head helplessly. In fact, not many Ding Ling people were hit by arrows, because the archery skills in the army were mainly based on arrow formations and group attacks. The accuracy of individual archery skills was not very high.

Seeing that the distance was getting closer, Yang Gan clamped down on the rhino's belly and raised his horse. Suddenly, a cavalry team of about twenty people rushed towards the opposite side in a long snake formation.

The huge movement trampled the white snow into solid ice. Yang Gan tightened his hands, his expression was as usual, and the horse trunk weighing dozens of kilograms was as light as nothing in his hands.

Carrying a huge amount of force, he danced wildly towards the charging cavalry, and the old man at the head widened his eyes.

With quick eyesight and quick hands, he bent down to avoid it, but the Ding Ling man behind him was not so lucky, and his head was cut off by Yang Gan.

Yang Qian looked at the old man walking away in surprise, with a playful smile on his lips. It had been a long time since he met someone who could escape his arms, so it aroused his curiosity.

Ma Shan kept waving, and at first Yang Gan aimed at the head, but as the number of people increased, he began to let himself go, and a large number of broken limbs fell one after another.

Cao Wushuang, who was following Yang Gan, also gave full play to his powerful martial arts.

He held a custom-made long hoe in his hand, and he pointed or scratched the cavalryman's neck and head very accurately.

Every blow can kill someone. The dead cavalry is often hit in the vitals before they can react, and they run for a while before falling off their horses and falling to the ground.

The old man looked at the situation behind him. His eyes were bloodshot. Such an ambush caused the originally small number of cavalry to be reduced by one-third in an instant.

Only two-thirds of the people following him were left. These people were either like frightened birds or had arrows stuck in their bodies. They were holding on to the reins with a desperate breath of survival.

When he saw the exit, the old man's red eyes showed a hint of joy. As long as he ran out from here and circled around, he could still return to the tribe.

He had just calculated that there were actually not many enemies. Logically speaking, bows and arrows alone could not kill so many of them, which also puzzled him.

"Hahaha, we ran away."

"Let's go back quickly. Something unexpected will happen to the clan leader. He must return to the clan and gather his tribe to take revenge."

"Yes, revenge~~~~!"

Suddenly, the old man's expression changed drastically, and he quickly tightened the reins.

After the war horse was tightened, it shivered with fright. Some cavalrymen who didn't know why didn't see it, so they rushed over.

"Bang bang bang~~~~!"

The war horses were directly loaded onto the carriage that was hidden in the snow. Although a carriage was smashed into pieces, the cavalry was thrown away directly, and their heads hit the ground with a cracking sound. They were unable to survive.

After being struck by more than a dozen cavalrymen, they finally reacted, turned their horses, and rushed towards where they came from.

"Everyone, don't be obsessed with fighting. Run one by one to bring the news here to the tribe and let everyone in the Ding Ling tribe know that the Central Plains people have invaded."

The old man's words made Yang Qian's face change color slightly. Even if there were only 500 people in total, it would be no problem to destroy one or two tribes.

But he understood that he really couldn't compete with all the Dingling tribesmen on Lake Baikal.

Yang Qian took a deep breath, raised his arms, and shouted, "There are dozens of Dingling tribes nearby. If the news here spreads, we will die without a burial place. I will wipe out everyone."

"No~~~!" the soldiers responded loudly.

The cavalry of the Ding Ling people were already in disarray, but they were not foolhardy, and they all picked up their bows and arrows to fight back.

It has to be said that the archery skills of the Ding Ling people are very good. They were able to hit the Xuanjia Army on their bumpy horses. Several arrows were even shot straight towards Yang Gan's head.

Yang Qian quickly raised his arms and blocked all the arrowheads after hearing two "dang-dang" sounds.

Yang Gan's cavalry team quickly changed formations, swapping heads and tails, using rhinos as sharp knives. At least for now, no war horses could withstand the impact of rhinos.

The entire long snake formation was like a razor, cutting down part of the Ding Ling tribe's cavalry. There were many Ding Ling tribesmen who fell off their horses, so there was no need to worry about them. As long as they were injured, they would hardly survive in such an environment.

Seeing the Ding Ling cavalry being reduced in number again, Yang Gan did not dare to chase too hard. After all, there was a rain of arrows from above. If he chased too fast, it would be difficult for the ambushed soldiers to perform well.

The cavalry of the Ding Ling tribe quickly passed through the ambush point, leaving behind corpses on the ground and wailing and neighing horses.

Yang Gan touched the blood stains on his faceplate, grabbed the reins and rushed out, holding the Ding Ling cavalry in a nonchalant manner.

At this time, the Ding Ling cavalry were already frightened. They wanted to live and whipped their horses desperately, with a large amount of hot air spurting out from the nostrils of the horses.

After running for more than a cup of tea, Yang Gan reached out and stopped the entire cavalry team. Cao Wushuang immediately urged, "Why don't you chase?"

Yang Gan shook his finger and explained, "We are about to enter the second ambush point ahead. There are rocks on it that can trip up the war horses. If we rush over there, we will also damage the war horses."

In such an extreme environment, once a war horse is injured, it will inevitably lead to death. Even if it is not in such an environment, once the horse steps on a stumbling stone at high speed, it will definitely roll over.

Yang Qian slowly took out two whistle arrows and shot them into the sky quickly. Two sharp sounds were heard far away.

Fei Lian, who was waiting at the first intersection, had a look on his face. He grabbed his halberds and struck them with each other. He yelled, "Soldiers, cheer up. The enemy is coming soon. I don't think we can ride more than two hundred people."

All the soldiers climbed out of the snow one after another, shaking off the snow from their bodies. Some even drank a few sips of the kumiss they carried with them to warm their hands and feet, which were about to freeze.

Some soldiers arrived quickly, and the bayonet quickly opened the curtains on the carriages, revealing the ferocious war machines inside.

Not long after, a group of cavalry came over with snow and fatigue. The leader was an old man. At this time, he still had an arrow stuck in his shoulder. If it weren't for his strong body and severe cold, he wouldn't be able to bear the blood.

Already.

Fei Lian waved his halberds and shouted, "Your Majesty has an order, wipe them all out, shoot them hard."

An orderly soldier stood on a high place next to him, waving his flag in his hand and commanding, "The place is two hundred steps away~~"

Suddenly he waved his flag and said, "Shoot~~~"

"Swish swish~~~~!"

A large number of arrowheads flew into the sky, turned a corner, and then fell rapidly downwards. When the cavalry entered 150 steps, they were directly covered by the full firepower of the arrows.

The leader of the old man groaned, obviously he was hit by two more arrows. He took a deep breath and shouted to the surrounding tribesmen with all his strength.

"Everyone, rush over and spread the news here to all the tribes where Ding Ling belongs."

The few young people didn't say anything, they just breathed a sigh of relief, and their eyes were full of hatred in addition to fear.

Three waves of arrows rained down, and the cavalrymen were turned upside down by the shots, but they had no other ideas. There were obviously far fewer carriages blocking the intersection here than at the previous one.

With Ding Ling's riding skills, he could cross it easily, and there was no snow on the carriage, so it was clear at a glance.

When the cavalry approached the 100-meter range, Fei Lian's innocent face revealed a bloodthirsty expression, and he waved to the soldiers behind the carriage.

Three specially-made bed crossbows that can be flexibly rotated on the carriage reveal their ferocious faces.

Following Fei Lian's instructions, several soldiers raised a huge mallet and slammed it on the upward facing trigger of the crossbow.

"Swish swish~~~~!"

Three two-meter long spears, as thick as a baby's arm, shot away at lightning speed. At such a close distance, they almost directly penetrated two or three cavalrymen.

Ding Ling, who was running desperately, suddenly felt cold all over his body. He had never seen such a ferocious war machine on the grassland.

Not only were the cavalry shot through, but the horses underneath them were also shot through. The blood-stained spears were stuck diagonally in the snow, which was terrifying.

After shooting the spears, the soldiers quickly cocked the spears and continued to perform three-stage output, as long as they hit the fastest one.

If you still can't hit within a range of tens of meters, then you don't need to be a crossbowman.

Unfortunately, this type of vehicle-mounted bed crossbow has only been developed for a short period of time, and since it is not weak in strength, it is extremely slow to cock.

When the last war horse fell to death within ten meters of the crossbow, there was no longer any horse present that could stand up.

When Fei Lian saw it, his face lit up, and he immediately ordered his soldiers to recover the arrowheads and spears. There was no place to supply supplies here, so anything that could be used must be recovered.

There were wailing sounds all over the place, and the dead cavalry were left alone. Those who were seriously injured would be patched up by the Xuanjia Army, while those who were slightly injured would be tied up and bandaged.

When the soldiers were about to use the golden sore medicine, Fei Lian stopped them and strictly prohibited the use of any herbal medicine. He understood.

Your Majesty will never waste medicinal herbs on these people, and will even execute them directly, otherwise there will be more and more prisoners, and supplies will be a headache.
Chapter completed!